Twenty-Eight
"Argh!" I push a boulder off of us.
That was close. Way too close. I look around. Everything was broken. Everything was destroyed. I open my hand. It was bleeding but I can barely feel it. At least the code is okay. I turn. My eyes widen. My heart freezes.
"Hang on Peter!" I yell.
I cradle him. The shadows almost completely covered his body.
"Did...we...get...it?" His voice is so faint.
"Yeah. Yeah, we did punk." I say.
"Heh...I..." He winces.
"Shh. Shh." I say.
Hang on just hang on. Please. Hang on. Please. I can't lose you. I feel the tears streaming down my face even with this mask on. My heart was pounding a million miles an hour. I grip him tightly.
"Heh... that...was..." He mutters.
"Really great?" I ask.
"Scarlet... I...can't...feel...anything...my...limbs." He stutters.
"I got you. I got you. Just hold on. Please hold on." I say.
He moves his hand up. Stay with me. Stay with me.
"You're too late. He's dead already." Her voice says.
"Shut up punk." I say to her.
"Scarlet...I..." He moves his hand up.
"Save it. Save it." I say.
Just stay with me! You can fight this shadow. Please... just fight. Just hold on. Before I can take his hand, the shadow covers the last remainder of him. His hand falls to the floor limp. Dead. No... No!
"NO!!!!" I let out a scream.
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